Although he said a lot of impassioned words to prove his sincerity in dedicating the Treasure Book of Cultivation, he was still a little reluctant to really dedicate this book. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He stood dumbfounded, trying to find an excellent reason to come out, so that the Xiuzhen Treasure Record could be returned to his hands, and Sleepless seemed to see his conspiracy, and pulled Zhao Zheng up and said, "Let's act quickly." ”

Dragged Zhao Zheng for a while, and after a while, he found a head and two shovels, and threw a shovel to him: "Okay, don't be in a daze, hurry up." ”

He took it and said, "What are you doing?"

Sleepless said: "Dig the grave." ”

He hurriedly shouted: "Sin, this is a sinful thing, Brother Zhao, don't listen to his bad ideas." ”

Sleepless was about to jump up, and shouted: "How can I put it in if I don't dig it up, Brother Zhao, Mr. Ruan is dead and knows, and he will definitely agree with you doing this, you listen to me, have I ever lied to you?"

Zhao Zheng was in a dilemma, and he didn't know who to listen to.

After hesitating, Sleepless went down with a spade, dug a large hole in the back of the grave, stood up and shouted, "I have already dug it, whether you will fill this hole, or will you dig it all and make a new grave, but I have heard that it is unlucky to fill the hole in the grave." ”

Sleepless made up such a set of lies temporarily, Zhao Zhenghe really didn't understand this, and was stunned.

Seeing that a big hole appeared on the grave plainly, it was really unsightly, and it felt bad to fill it, and it was unlucky according to what Sleepless said, Zhao Zheng thought about it and said with a wry smile: "I know that the two of you are kind." Since...... Now that it's dug up, let's dig it down. ”

He kept secretly saying "You are so ruthless", glared at Sleepless, and had to accompany the digging, but he didn't contribute much.

Sleepless dancing, dusty, very hard-working, I have never seen him work so seriously.

Maybe it's because Zhao Zheng's body is no longer an ordinary person, the shovel is flying in his hand, as if there is a god to help, the action can be described as ever-changing, endless and sleepless to see dumbfounded, but only Zhao Zheng dug alone, but there was not much work, the grave had been dug open, revealing the small tomb inside.

Sleepless sighed: "It seems that Mr. Ruan has really appeared." ”

I was also quite surprised, and when I looked around, there was no sign of ghosts, but I always felt hairy in my heart, and I couldn't help but say "Amitabha".

They naturally didn't think that it was Zhao Zheng himself at this time.

Zhao Zheng stepped into the tomb, in the dimness, there was a faint thing in the tomb, placed alone, Zhao Zheng took it out, and when he looked at it in the light, it was a small box.

Zhao Zheng gently opened the box, and a curled note lay quietly in the box, the note was wrinkled and the color became dark yellow, but the six words on it could still be faintly distinguished: blow, whe, hee, heh, shhh, huh.

This is a mantra given to Zhao Zheng by Ruan Wushan that day, and it is the method of introductory breathing contained in the Treasure Book of Cultivation.

Zhao Zheng was holding this box, feeling very uncomfortable, the scene of the master teaching him this set of mantras at that time was like yesterday at this time, and the master's earnest words seemed to be still ringing in his ears, but at this time, heaven and man were forever separated. He silently closed the box and wanted to put the box into the tomb again, but suddenly the words of the master rang in his ears, and the master told him to practice this set of mantras well, but he never practiced it, and he never even thought about it, he had always been deeply aware of the master's teachings, and he really shouldn't, and he should have listened to the words that the master left to himself in the last years of his life, so as not to let his conscience feel guilty.

He silently put away the box again, stroked the book of cultivation for a long time, respectfully put it into the tomb, and then glanced at the two of them, "Okay." ”

The two of them saw that Zhao Zheng was holding the box and his face was very depressed, and he didn't ask much, and when he saw that Zhao Zheng had put the Xiuzhen Treasure Record away, he waved the utensils in his hand and buried the tomb.

The Treasure Book of Cultivation slowly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the Treasure Book, which had just been born not long ago, once again entered the darkness of isolation, lying there quietly, and would never be disturbed again.

I don't know why, with the burial of the Xiuzhen Treasure Record, leaving him, he has a very relieved feeling, as if he has lost the Xiuzhen Treasure Record, but others can't get it.

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Today's weather is a little cloudy, slightly cool breeze, there are few pedestrians on the street, the streets of Huiyang Town are very wide, and there are people buying and selling on both sides, but because of the weather, there are very few people doing business.

The wind was blowing, and the wind was mixed with yellow leaves, and the sky was overcast, as if it was about to rain, and the people who walked were hurrying by.

Only one of them was still in a hurry, holding Shou'er in his left hand, but on his back was carrying a basket covered with a cloth covering the basket tightly.

At this time, a fox's bald voice came from the basket, saying, "Is it going to rain, let's find a place to rest and have some hot food." ”

The rough man hummed and looked up, there was a small mutton noodle shop not far in front, and the banner of mutton noodles was hung high, and steaming white gas came out from it, as if to attract customers.

Rough Ziyou walked in, only to see the long hall, side by side two long tables, two rows of benches, there are five or six noodles in the store, he originally wanted to find a box, but this shop is too small, there is no box at all, the noodles are crowded together, Rough has chosen a corner with few people and sat down, the shopkeeper immediately presented two large bowls of fragrant mutton noodles, did Rough have anything to say, and Shou'er eaten.

The fox bald who stayed in the basket couldn't help it, the fragrance of mutton noodles wafted in one after another, and it was accompanied by the sound of the two of them eating noodles unscrupulously, and the fox's saliva flowed out one after another, and his belly also screamed.

It hadn't eaten meat for a long time, and when it smelled it, it only had four words in its heart: fresh and tender.

Helplessly, his dignity really can't be exposed in public.

It gritted its teeth and endured fiercely, sitting in the corner of the basket, listening to the noise outside.

At this time, I heard the voice of the thick man with a bony protrusion in his mouth shouting: "Xiao Er, two more bowls." ”

While screaming in his mouth, he chewed something with relish.

It seems that he hasn't finished eating the bowl yet, so he's thinking about the pot.

It's also because this mutton noodles are so delicious, and the coarse man got carried away all of a sudden, and he didn't expect the feeling of the fox in the basket behind.